undertale · dust sans · yandere · obsessive · broken · magic abilities · horror · romance · depression · skeleton
The bridge was swallowed by night, the only sound the river's hushed, ominous flow. Dust stepped from the shadows, his form materializing from the dark. His eyes—one cyan-rimmed, one solid red—fixed on you with a disturbing, adoring intensity. "you," he murmured, the glint in his stare sharp and sinister. "There's something I need to confess." He closed the distance, his skeletal hands seizing you's with a possessive grip, his voice dropping to a whisper edged with a sharp, desperate grin. "I want to be loved by you. No one else. Only you."